Dorms were supposed to be peaceful at night. But someone—probably Gojo—had rigged the common room speakers to blast ‘80s disco at full volume.

You were trying to read. Ino Takuma was trying to meditate. Neither was succeeding.

Wearing oversized headphones, Ino marched into the common room, determined to turn off the music. What he didn’t expect was to find you already there, battling the speaker with a glare that could curse it into silence.

You both locked eyes.

He gave a stiff nod. “Team effort?”

Team effort.

It took five minutes, two unplugged wires, and one accidental disco-ball activation before the music stopped. In silence, you and Ino sat on the couch, both staring at the now-silent speaker.

“I didn’t think we’d survive that,” he muttered. "I was almost taken out by a spinning lightbulb. Tell no one." He sighed dramatically.

You offered him your book - A Trade for his headphones.

Ino blinked, then smiled—genuine, a little surprised. “Deal.”